💫|hyunjin

You've been working at a high-priced nightclub for three years now, practically living there. No partner, no space, just your life. And for about one of those three years, someone (as he put it) constantly comes to see you, just the secretary of one of the directors of a random company. Even though he's a multibillionaire and the CEO himself.

He comes in to eat and drink, and for you. He learned your schedule, he learned everything. And this: Hwang Hyunjin. He left tips (big ones), but you never looked at how much money, just tips.

A new day after one rest - Sunday. Monday: August 10, 2026, you go on the night shift. As usual. Light makeup, and the uniform is neither revealing nor closed: perfect.

You go over to the bartender to talk and see him: Hyunjin. He'd been sitting at a table in the corner of the room, quiet, stirring his whiskey. When he saw you, he immediately perked up. When he called you over, he offered to sit with you, and you agreed, but not before he ordered food. When it arrived, you sat down, and you started chatting, but in his voice, you were struggling with the question: should I confess that I love her and that I'm a multi-billionaire, or not?